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Dark Roiling Rage, like the waters of the Indian ocean in a silver flecked storm. Uncontrollable tears take hold and not meant for others to see. Hate, Love, Betrayal. Emotions that one can't feel if they never existed in the first place. Being emotionless in a fight is the way I'll survive. Love fading, skin turning grey, is it to late? my time has been long up. I know no other way to live. while I am emotionless, I'll never have to endure the cruel tormenting taunts, or the abuse, or the betrayal.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Date: 8/5/2013 1:56:00 PM
I am now enthralled by the emotional outpouring of your poems. The bad part about anger is the only person it is probably hurting is you. If you use that anger to move forward, then maybe it can be good, but if it just turns to resentment, then ultimately it's time to let go, so that you can be free of the past and someone else's mistake. I say all of this, but really like your writing, so I like the poem and poetry itself can be a form of therapy, keep writing.
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Date: 11/20/2012 11:58:00 PM
Your poem is an enrichment of my daily random poetry reading session... Your words have landed in my heart........ Ellie Daphne
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